The Covering
Something really special happened to me the other day...
As a solo mum I struggle sometimes to make ends meet and while browsing through an op shop I discovered a beautiful near-new queen-sized bed cover. A lovely mid-grey and plush in soft matte velvet. At $10 I knew I had found a bargain. It was hidden away and mine for the taking! However after doing a mental tally up of my finances I knew I didn't even have $10 to my name and so I took a lingering glance at the cover, turned and walked away.
A month later after a hard day of processing the grief of losing my marriage and all the hopes and dreams that I had longed for, I sat and wept, heart-broken. I poured out my pain with a friend.
‘I just need to be held for a very long time—I just need a hug’ I whispered to her.
Days later she contacted me and said, ‘I would like to buy you a blanket if you’d let me? They are especially heavy weighted therapeutic blankets and when you lay them over you it feels like a warm embrace. Would you take a look at the website and tell me what you think?’
I turned to the link online and there it was...a lovely mid-grey cover, soft and plush in a matte velvet. Valued at $400.
Double portion my love. I saw you that day in the store and I wanted to give you the desire of your heart. But here we are, you and me, and now I get to give you the desire of my heart...so much more. Always more than you can ever dream or imagine because you are so precious to me and because I simply love you.
As the weeks went by I began to anticipate it, longing for its arrival. Ughh it feels like it’s taking ages, like it’s late. It should be here by now.
The day my divorce papers were filed I returned to a quiet home. So many emotions all entwined, feeling numb, alone, tired and just sad. So very, very sad. At that moment, my moment of fragility, so tender and raw...the door knocks. No one’s there, but there in front of me lies a parcel—not too early and not too late—and inside it is a tender embrace, a sweet and comforting plush kind of hug, soft to touch and velvety on my skin. I am safe, I am loved, I am going to be ok. I will get through this. I lay upon the couch as God wrapped me up in his arms and held me for a very very long time.
I am my beloved’s and he is mine.
Cindy x
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